Page 67 of The Pact

Yup, not good enough, I’m afraid. I ask what I should’ve asked her in first place. “Ok, forget about my birthday. Are you sure that you want to have sex with me? As opposed to Shep or Bode or Ashton?”

Fucking bingo! She lowers her gaze and I know that she isn’t sure that’s what she really wants.

Maybe I should be mad and my dick is practically screaming at me for being a dumb ass. A fucking pussy.

But that’s part of the game and when Bode proposed that when one of us takes her v-card she has to be one hundred percent sure that he’s the one she wants to give it to, I was the first to agree.

It’s more exciting this way. Obviously the game will be far from over once one of us gets to fuck her, that’ll be the beginning of the real fun part. And her v-card carries a huge point value, but I know I’d be mad if one of the guys used their birthday as leverage to get in her pants.

“Kelley, I—”

I cut her off with a kiss. There’s no way I’m fucking her if she isn’t choosing me because she wants it to be with me.

When we part, we’re both panting.

“You’re still hard,” she says as her eyes drift to my crotch and I’m fucking embarrassed to see that there’s a wet spot by my tip. I rarely get so excited that I leak pre-cum but this is the power this girl has on me.

“No shit.” I chuckle, taking a deep breath and trying to calm down before I lose all my resolve and beg her to let me fuck her, knowing that she probably will.

“Let me take care of you, please,” she offers and the look in her eyes is almost enough to get me to blow my load without her even touching me.

I’m close to being overcome by emotion, especially after the way she seemed to understand my situation at home.

This is why I need to regain control of my shit. We all know what happens when you let a girl in. She’ll end up stepping all over your feelings and crush you. Use you to get in with the popular crowd and fuck the school’s starting linebacker. True story. That’s what my ex-girlfriend did to me and that’s why I don’t do that dating shit anymore.

So she won’t take care of me.

I’ll take care of me. On my own fucking terms. I flip us over, towering over her and stopping for a second to look at how beautiful she is. Right now she’s totally mine as she stares into my eyes, her voluptuous tits heaving with every breath she takes.

She slides my underwear down my hips with trembling fingers and I let her.

“I mean it,” she whispers, running a finger along the whole length of my hard shaft. “You can have what you want, Kelley. I want to see you come too.”

And the temptation to take everything right here, right now, is so strong that I almost rip her panties off and fuck her into oblivion.

But the look of uncertainty in her eyes when I asked her if it was me she wanted, is what’s keeping me from doing that.

I lean over her, trapping her hips between my thighs and rubbing my aching cock against the lace of her panties. “Oh, I’m gonna come, baby. We just need to decide how. Am I going to fuck that beautiful pussy?” I ask, punctuating the question with a thrust of my hips and making her moan.

My lips stretch in a satisfied smile. I love the way I’m affecting her. She just came but she wants more. So fucking hot, so fucking greedy.

“Or I could fuck your hand?” I propose, closing her fingers around my base and pumping my hips once into her tight, little fist.

But she’s done that with Shep and I’m going for uncharted territory today.

I scoot further up, aiming my hard-on toward her plump, pink lips and teasing their seam with my tip. “I could fuck your mouth. Would you like that?”

She nods and she opens her mouth but I’m gone by the time the tip of her tongue darts out to lick the bead of clear fluid I just left behind.

My eyes land on her tits and my mind is instantly made up. “But I think my birthday present should be to fuck your perfect tits, Ausra.”

Something passes in her wide blue eyes. “Fuck my tits? How?” she asks.

Right. Shep said she never watched porn. “I can show you, baby. Do you want me to?”

“Yeah. Please Kelley, show me.”

I settle between her breasts, the sensitive skin of my balls rubbing against that soft, silky skin.

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